#larissa rogare

[riotarttherite]

Art trade with the lovely @ilreleonewikiart 🙏♥️! An AU where Viserys is betrothed to a different version of Larra (here named Larissa, just slightly older than him) and their story goes differently, you can find the whole AU on AO3 here!

[cheryroseart]

Larissa Rogare for @ilreleonewikiart dtiys on instagram🩵 #ilreleonewikiadtiys

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[ilreleonewikiart]

Hi! As I promised here there is the illustration for my very first DTIYS as host

.Many times I have taken part at this kind of challenge, but never as a host, so I'm quite excited.

This was initially meant as a way to celebrate my 500 followers on Instagram, but in this weeks the number increased and now I'm almost reaching 600, so it's a double celebration 🥳🥳I want to thank all of you for your love and support, if a year ago someone had told me that I would almost reach 600people on Instagram posting about my art I would never have believed them, but now it's reality and it's - for the most part - thanks to you. ❤️

Because many of you manifested your interest in my ocs, I decided to choose one of them as a character for this illustration, and after a poll on my stories, Larissa was chosen.

Because I have a special love for Larissa here is some curiosity about her:

✨she's a cat lover (as she should)

✨she's a libra and her birthday is on the 20th of October

✨she's literally a nerd, she likes studing literature and philosophy and I'm sure she would love the dark academia tag

✨in this fic, her family crest is a peacock

✨her favourite color is purple

✨her name - in this universe - means dove

✨in this au she and viserys are only four years apart and they don't marry until she's 24 and he's 19

✨before marrying she and viserys were pen pals

You don't need to have read my fic to join, so be free to draw her and post the result!

Rules are simple:

• tag me in the caption and the post, and use the hashtag made for this challenge #ilreleonewikiadtiys

• traditional and digital are both accepted

• no AI

• there's no need to replicate the exact background or the exact details, you can play with your imagination, however, it would be nice if you keep some parts, like the cat, the peacock and the the Roman-style tunic.

• for more details you can go to the stories on my profile

• no time limit, you can join whenever you can and want

[greenbloods]

The Queen of the West

In her dreams she never had silver hair, nor did her earlobes ever clink with the cruel laughter of tourmaline-and-silver. That was how Rhaena knew this was no ordinary dream. She dreamt of awaking to a stormy dawn, in a tall tower next to the sea. The tower was dark, the sheets a woollen wave of gold and black. In her bed she felt a presence, a long figure obscured under the voluminous blankets. It was tall enough to be Larissa, but with the certainty of dream she knew that Larissa was far, far away. When the figure shifted in the sheets she saw that it was a man. Maegor, she thought, with dread rising in her throat, but as the figure rose from sleep she realized she was mistaken again. His frame was thick and bearish, his body covered in a dense fur, but his hair was all wrong, a thick tangled crop of black-and-grey curls where long straight silver should've been, a great mop of hair that seemed to sprout over every inch of his body. The sheets parted, whispering as they did secret warnings too soft for her to hear, to reveal as he rose a patch of hair at the juncture of his thighs coarser and blacker than that on his chest, if that was possible. "My Aly," Rogar rumbled, smiling, and by some strange magic she found herself smiling at him too. They lay together there in the light of morningtide, until he made to hug her in his great bearish embrace.

Yet as he did she caught sight of his hand. In it was a dirk, sharp and short and cruel. As they embraced she could feel it enter her, gasping as it thrust into her belly once, twice, thrice. When they parted again it glistened wetly; it looked so beautiful in the radiance of the twilight moon. And as she saw the wound where it entered her she realized that from her body was spilling not blood, but light, which shone from inside her with fiery passion, and seemed to turn her skin aflame. And as he thrust his knife inside her again and twisted, it grew and grew inside her, until it became a sword that seemed to pierce her very heart, and she cried with a scream that was half anguish and half ecstasy as his face warped and twisted into that of a stranger, and the room and time dissolved into mists until she did not know where she was, only that it was dark, so dark.

And the visions danced faster around her now, rippling fierce and feverish like the silvery waters of the Godseye in the dim of the westering sun. She saw dragons dance, and die, and dance again, and she saw an old man with a shock of brittle white hair weeping before a heart tree, while the autumn snows drifted sorrowfully all around. She saw a great chalice of iron bubbling with the blood of ten thousand dead, with moon's blood and knight's blood, the blood of king and commoner and hero and whore mingling until there seemed to be no difference between one or the other, the blood of the chalice pouring out onto the base of a castle that was long as the horizon was tall, and quaffed the blood as it cascaded. She saw herself wither and die; she saw herself rise from her own grave, wearing a different name, and die again, and rise, twenty times over, until her face became that of a girl kneeling in a funeral pyre with three scaly stones in her arms. And she saw the same girl later wreathed in flame, while all around her great shadows of ice rose and cackled in frosty tongues. And through the mist of dream she felt herself waking, for true this time, to morning bells that echoed through the walls of that scorched ruin of a castle.

Rhaena Targaryen, Queen of the West, rose to the taste of blood on her tongue, while the carillons of the towers of Black Harren echoed doom, doom, doom.

[atopvisenyashill]

god YEAH like rogar clearly demonstrates he has no respect nor any lasting affection for alyssa and jaehaerys just hands her back to rogar as if to say “well YOU wanted to remarry so YOUR PLACE is by his side” and the way he just. refuses to say a god damn thing as she dies, like it’s just the pettiest dig at her for just,,,, daring to long for affection and stability after eight years of an unending nightmare, but his petty digs have the ability to just destroy her life in a way that a normal 15 year old lashing out at his mom for remarrying can’t and shouldn’t be able to affect their grown ass mother.

and for both of them, i really think there is just a hellish combination of like, A Queen’s Body Is Property Of The King but also, in general a woman is property of her husband, but also his own personal grief at the losses of his father and brother, so it’s like, they lose personhood at the losses of their husbands, bc that’s what’s right, bc he misses them, bc it’s their place, bc they pissed him off & they’re easy targets to project his grief onto and on and on.

it’s like, their lives weren’t any less full after their husbands died, i mean alyssa helped WIN A WAR to avenge her husband but a woman doesn’t have a need for vengeance does she? no she would have been better off dying with aenys instead of living to make her own mark on history. just proving he never actually loved a single woman in his family, but the idea of them he had constructed in his head because anyone who knew anything about rhaena would know what she would have wanted more than anything was to be with her DAUGHTERS but the girls don’t matter do they, and never mind that most of rhaena’s years were dedicated to the children she loved.

okay wait can someone explain to me why jaehaerys is so excited rhaena got married and so fucjing pissed about alyssa. both of them got married without his permission i don’t understand why he is so aggro about his mom.

[withfireandbl00d]

Rhaena Targaryen was the eldest of the six children of King Aenys I Targaryen and Queen Alyssa Velaryon. She was a dragonrider, and rode the dragon Dreamfyre.

Rhaena was forcefully married to her uncle, King Maegor I Targaryen, who had usurped and killed her husband Aegon, becoming one of his Black Brides. Later, in the reign of her brother, King Jaehaerys I Targaryen, Rhaena was called the Queen in the West during the time she spent in the westerlands, and the Queen in the East during the years she held Dragonstone.

Appearance and Character :

Rhaena had lively lilac eyes and silver-gold hair. She was small at birth, but happy and healthy. By the age of fourteen, Rhaena had grown into a beautiful young girl.

Rhaena was a shy, dreamy child, more comfortable with animals than other children. She would often hide behind her parents as a child when near strangers, and never warmed to any of the female companions her mother presented her with. She much more preferred books. After bonding with her dragon Dreamfyre, however, Rhaena began to outgrow her shyness. After she had flown for the first time, though she remained a quiet child, she could no longer be considered timid. Shortly thereafter, Rhaena made her first friend. Numerous female favorites would follow throughout her life.

Rhaena had an exquisite singing voice. At eighteen, Rhaena was considered brave, fierce and headstrong. As an adult, she was sometimes stern and sometimes shy, frequently brooding. Rhaena had no interest in other people's children, but was possessive of her own, and of people she loved. She was furious when betrayed, and scornful of those she did not trust. Due to numerous betrayals and tragedies in her later life, Rhaena became withdrawn and detached. In her last years, her hair turned completely white.

Quotes by Rhaena :

You are fearless when facing a girl on a horse, I see. The next time I come, I will be on a dragon. Throw dirt on me then, I pray. -Rhaena to Poor Fellows

I do not have time for tears. -Rhaena, after hearing of the death of her husband Aegon in the Battle Beneath the Gods Eye

Rhaena: And Silverwing? Our sister— Jaehaerys: —had no part in this. I will not put her at risk. Rhaena: She is Rhaenys, and I am Visenya. I have never thought otherwise.

-Jaehaerys I Targaryen and Rhaena, about the theft of three dragon eggs

Her blood is on your hands. Her blood is on your cock. May you die screaming. [...] She gave you one son, that should have been enough. Save my wife, you should have said, but what are wives to men like you? Hear this, my lord. Do not think to wed again. Take care of the whelps my mother gave you, my half-brother and half-sister. See that they want for nothing. Do that, and I will let you be. If I should hear even a whisper of your taking some other poor maid to wife, I will make another Harrenhal of Storm's End, with you and her inside it.

-Rhaena, to Rogar Baratheon

I fed my last husband to my dragon. If you make me take another, I may eat him myself.

-Rhaena to Alysanne Targaryen

Quotes about Rhaena :

She is mad. Does she think to frighten me? Me? I did not fear the wroth of Maegor the Cruel, should I fear hers?

-Rogar Baratheon

Whatever else she may be, Rhaena remains the blood of the dragon, and my sister, whom I love.

-Jaehaerys I Targaryen to Myles Smallwood

My brother Aegon died at the hands of our uncle in the Battle Beneath the Gods Eye. His wife, my sister Rhaena, was not with him at the battle, but she died that day as well.

-Jaehaerys I Targaryen at Rhaena's funeral pyre

Aliases :

Black Bride

The Queen in the West

The Queen in the East

Titles :

Princess

Queen

Lady of Harrenhal (unofficial)

Allegiance : House Targaryen

Race : Valyrian

Culture : Crownlands

Born : 23AC Dragonstone

Died : 73AC(aged 50) Harrenhal

Father : Aenys I Targaryen

Mother : Alyssa Velaryon

Spouses :

1st: Prince Aegon Targaryen

2nd: King Maegor I Targaryen

3rd: Androw Farman

Lovers :

Elissa Farman

Larissa Velaryon

Issue :

Aerea Targaryen

Rhaella Targaryen

Books :

The World of Ice & Fire (mentioned)

Fire & Blood (mentioned)

The Rise of the Dragon (mentioned)

The Sons of the Dragon (mentioned)

The Rogue Prince (mentioned)

The Princess and the Queen (mentioned)

Fancast : Freya Mavor / Jodie Comer

[mulherama]

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Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o ‘Programa Silvio Santos’

Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador comentou uma possível saída da jovem para a concorrente.

Silvio Santos roga praga para Larissa Manoela

Foto: Reprodução SBT

“Se a Globo te levar daqui, eu vou te rogar uma praga que você vai perder até a língua”, disparou, causando risos no público.

Silvio ainda aproveitou a situação para implicar com o vestido de Larissa: “Hoje você está fantasiada de menininha, essa roupa está te deixando mais jovem. Você costuma usar roupas que te deixam parecendo mais velha do que é, com 19, 20 anos. Dá a impressão que você quer ser uma artista de Hollywood”, comentou.

Apesar do suposto assédio para uma futura troca de emissora, Larissa Manoela já está apalavrada com o SBT, onde irá protagonizar “As Aventuras de Poliana”, novela que vai substituir “Carinha de Anjo”.

[mulherativa]

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o ‘Programa Silvio Santos’ Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador

Mulher Ativa

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[sitecoisademulher]

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o ‘Programa Silvio Santos’Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador

Coisa De Mulher

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[nddnews]

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: 'vou te rogar uma praga'

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: 'vou te rogar uma praga'

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o 'Programa Silvio Santos' Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador comentou

Notícias Do Dia

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[snapweb2-blog]

Silvio Santos diz o que faria se a Globo “roubasse” Larissa Manoela

Silvio Santos, conhecido por não ter papas na língua, se pronunciou sobre o que faria caso a Globo resolvesse “roubar” sua principal atriz mirim, Larissa Manoela.

A revelação foi feita durante seu programa, exibido nesse domingo, 08 de outubro, ao receber, além de Larissa, Jean Paulo Campos e Mateus Ueta no quadro “Talento Infantil”.

“Se a Globo te levar daqui, eu vou te rogar uma praga que você…

[sarcasticsweetlara]

An interesting and less problematic version of Larra Rogare

Larissa Rogare for @ilreleonewikiart dtiys on instagram🩵 #ilreleonewikiadtiys

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[ilreleonewikiart]

TDIOBCB challenge - day 7:

First Meeting - The Wedding of Prince Viserys and Larissa Roagre in the Throne Room

"Many years later, the prince, reminiscing about how he and his wife had first encountered each other, would confess to his children, not without a blush, that even before laying eyes on her, the words Larissa wrote during those years were enough to make him fall completely in love with her. He almost dismissed the revelation of her true appearance as playing any significant role in his infatuation. According to Prince Viserys, it was the eloquence and magnetic personality of his then-fiancée that enchanted him to the extent that concerns about her beauty took a back seat. Whether this is the whole truth remains uncertain; however, it is worth noting that the marriage between Prince Viserys and Larissa Rogare, though not initially under the most auspicious circumstances, evolved into a great love story that culminated in a long and happy union. If, before the arrival of his promised bride, the mind of the young prince was primarily occupied with the company of beautiful courtesans and high-born prostitutes, from the moment the stunning Lyseni maiden graced King's Landing, no other woman crossed the threshold of the young man's bedroom except her. This continued until her demise in 165 AC. Every ounce of his energy, both physical and mental, from the day of their marriage, was devoted solely to his wife. She, no longer a girl, possessed not only extraordinary intelligence and culture but also breathtaking beauty, affirming the reality that the most beautiful women in the known world indeed hailed from Lys. Their union stood as a testament to the enduring power of love. Still, even if, want to believe him for the sake of historical honesty, I must report the multiple testimonies of some members of the court, present at this marriage at the time, who claim that the newlywed groom, who had never seen his bride before the ceremony, remained anything but indifferent to her appearance. According to them, during the grand entrance of the noblewoman, who arrived in the castle's Sept dressed in an exquisite and lightweight gown made entirely of golden silk that vividly revealed the perfect curves of her womanly form, accompanied by her fifteen ladies-in-waiting, the groom, was so dazzled by her dazzling beauty, that he needed to be supported by his brother Aegon to prevent himself from falling on the spot from sheer emotion. The young prince, who had always been famous for being an easygoing lad, remained dumbfounded in front of her like a statue of salt throughout the ceremony, unable to find the words to express his wonder, to the point that, for a whole minute, he mistakenly recited the marriage formula almost three times before starting to recite his vows correctly. It seems that the young prince was not the only one to be astonished by the entrance of the new princess. The same witnesses claim that even Prince Daemon was amazed by his new daughter-in-law, as evidenced by the widening of his eyes. During the celebration, he went so far as to congratulate his son conspiratorially, calling him "the luckiest man in the Seven Kingdoms."

- from TDIOBCB chapter 1

(warning: these illustrations are inspired by an AU Divergence and have nothing to do with canon (book or tv show) events and are not meant to be reposted outside of their contest)

[ilreleonewikiart]

inktober , day 22:

scratchy

Larissa and a playful kitty

Inspired by a scene that it will appear in the future chapters of my fic, "the doom in our blood comes back" on AO3.

[ilreleonewikiart]

Larissa Rogare and her kitten WIP for inkoctober, day 22

(the doom in our blood comes back future chapters spoilers)